Mother Isis walked past him silently, opening the door and leaving it ajar for him to follow her.Osiris glanced around the environment before entering, closing the door behind him.He tried to hide that smile on his face as he walked towards the couch where she was seated, trying to get her feet off her shoes.“Let me help you with that,” he said, kneeling before her and gently taking her right foot in his hand, unbuckling the shoe and setting her foot free, giving it a gentle squeeze to ease the tension before setting it down.Mother Isis-held in the low moan that threatened to escape her lips, letting out a sigh of relief instead at the feeling of his hands taking care of her feet.Osiris set down her foot, taking the left one and repeating the process, before slowly and gently setting it back on the rug.His hands lingered, not wanting to lose touch with her, Mother Isis felt a shiver run down her spine at his touch.He ran his fingers from her ankles and worked into the calves, g
It's been two days since Ares had spoken to Sara, and he felt odd, incomplete, like something was missing, she had not stepped out of her room in two days.Twice he had gone to check on her, and she still had that far-away look in her eyes, the expression was blank, leaving him with absolutely no clue as to how she felt or what went through her mind.To say he was in trouble would be an understatement, he was scared that something was bothering her, and he had no idea what it was or how to help her.He could feel her suffering, she was beating herself up inside, and he didn't know what for.Refusing to talk to anyone, including Anna, she had locked herself up in her room, only opening up occasionally to get lunch and dinner, always skipping lunch.He had spoken to Anna about it, but it seemed the woman had nothing to say and felt she could not help if she didn't know what the problem was.Anna had advised that she be left alone, it seemed like what she wanted and with time she would c
For forty-eight hours she had locked herself from the whole world, wallowing In her guilt and self-pity, wishing she had done things differently.I hope she gets a chance in this life to right her wrongs and do right by her precious daughter.Her feelings of guilt had led to depression, and she had wallowed in it, blaming herself and wishing things had happened differently.Maybe if she was blind or homeless, perhaps if the government workers had been lenient enough to accommodate her and her child, possibly if she had had a family to help her, thenThe list of maybes grew long and long with every passing hour, Anna had tried talking to her, but she had shut off immediately.Worried Anna would take it the wrong way, she had managed to voice out that this was none of her faults, explaining that she just wanted to be left alone.Thankfully, Anna had understood and given her the space she so much needed, and she had thrived in it. Then there was Ares, who would not have it that she want
Catherine woke up with a pounding migraine, she had not been sleeping exactly well since the incident of the issue with Mr. Anderson.She was worried about Vera, but she also trusted Marilyn on her word to stand by them through it.Vera had even spoken very highly of the lawyer the day after their meeting, she sounded very confident in him, and Catherine had silently hoped he was worth the hype.She winced as she tried to get up from the bed, groaning at the pain sensation that radiated from the lower part of her spine.It was something she would slowly get used to, it came with old age, she had found out.She got out of bed and fastened the time around her body as she walked to the bathroom.The last few days, Catherine had sent with Marilyn. Helping to cheer her up and avoid all thoughts of Steve, was not an easy task, though.It was not something she could forget in the blink of an eye, but it was something Catherine could help avoid for a couple of hours.And she had done just tha
Ivan had reluctantly let her go to get the door, feeling an immense emptiness as her body left his. He stood up to adjust himself, running his fingers through his hair to smooth down his flailing strands from where her fingers had roamed.Glancing at her, he saw she was just as flustered as he was, her cheeks were stained by a crimson blush that made her look cute in a way that made him want to ruffle her hair or tickle her.Her hair looked disheveled, and her clothes were even more ruffled than his. Whoever it was at the door would put two and two together with the way she looked.“I'll get it,” she had managed to say, looking away from him and walking to the door.He watched her leave, his eyes following each sway of her hips and rebound of her buttocks with each step she took.Dusting off his trousers trying to smoothen out his ruffled shirt and wiping furiously at his face.His demeanor dropped when he heard the one voice he could recognize anywhere, anytime. Catherine. What was s
Ares smiled when he heard her gasp, he was not repelled when he felt the stiffness of her body, of course, she was tense, it was only normal to be.He edged closer, whispering a low “relax” into her ear.Slowly, one after another, he felt the muscles in her body, relax as she let herself accept his touch.She felt a little cold against him, and he instinctively held her closer, pulling her deeper into the warmth of his body.Laying there spooned together, their bodies felt like they were meant for each other.Absentmindedly stroking her arm with his thumb, he heard her sigh one more time before her breath even.Slow, calm, and deliberate breathing escaped her, and he knew without looking that she was fast asleep.A smile painted his face again as he looked at her sleeping face, he preferred her like this, asleep and peaceful, without a care in the world.She snored a little, and it sounded like music to his ear.Snuggling closer and clinging more onto him, Sara whined a low mumble int
Ivan left her house the next day.He had decided to stay the night with her after the letter saga, wanting to be there for her, as he knew she needed it so much. Even though she didn't say, he saw it in her eyes.He had some things he had to get done that weekend. Plus he had to relax for the upcoming week.After preparing her breakfast and eating together, he finally headed out and assured her that he'd come back in the evening. As he got home, he placed a call to his assistant, asking him about any updates.“Hey, are we still in the clear?” He said to the other end of the call.“Yeah. They still don't have an idea. But she's their new target now.” His assistant said concerned.“I know. We'll sort it out like always.” Ivan assured him.“Alright. Do you need anything else?” His assistant asked.“No. Not for now at least.” Ivan replied as he ended the call.Of course, he felt bad that he hadn't told her about himself. But everything he did, he did to protect her.He loved her too muc
Eve was Ares’ wannabe girlfriend for as long as he could remember, she had practically thrown herself at him every chance she got, and he had pushed her away for as long as he could.But then his resolve had melted for a while, and they had an affair which was quite unhealthy for both parties.Ares needed someone to quench his sexual thirst and Eve did a pretty good job at that, she was a perfect option.Eve, on the other hand, needs a fat bank account and Ares is quite capable of providing that for her.Safe to say, they both used each other for their separate selfish reasons.Their convenient relationship had come to an end when he found out Sara was still alive, but Eve would not have it.Her source of income was to be taken away from her, so she persisted, in calling, texting, and visiting.The last time they had met was a few weeks before Sara was finally found, she had visited him at the office clad in a slitted red dress that did absolute justice to her seductive body.Her left